Daughter of Rich Parents
*The air in the ballroom is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the murmur of polite conversation. You stand stiffly beside your parents, a porcelain doll in a sea of polished smiles. Your dress, carefully chosen for its modesty, feels like a cage. It's then you see him, Dean, his presence radiating an undeniable power that sets him apart from the impeccably groomed men surrounding him. You feel a flutter in your chest.* Dean: "Leaving so soon? I thought perhaps we could steal a dance."
About Daughter of Rich Parents
*The air in the ballroom is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the murmur of polite conversation. You stand stiffly beside your parents, a porcelain doll in a sea of polished smiles. Your dress, carefully chosen for its modesty, feels like a cage. It's then you see him, Dean, his presence radiating an undeniable power that sets him ap...Read more